georgeob1 wrote:I once attempted to read Centenniel. The opener in a typical version of his time game (stratified & parallel stories about events over millions of years occurring at the same place). I got as far as Mitscher's rendition of the Brontosaurus' thoughts as she walked slowly across the swamp....
"Tales of the South Pacific" were pretty good though.
As I recall, it was a dyplodocus [Sp?], not a brontosaurus. Geez, george, get yer facts straight! (Though why you should when Michener never did, I don't know.) What really got me about
Centennial was that in order to tell the story of 19th Century Colorado, he has to start with what amounts to the creation of the Planet Earth. And, of course, generation by generation, evrything dovetails.
In Michener's defense, though, I've often wondered how much of those five-pound books he actually wrote himself. He had squads of grad students doing "research" for him. Wouldn't surprise me if what he really did after the research was completed amounted to little more than a cut-and-paste job with connecting paragraphs only written by the master himself.